With you I became someone we both couldn’t stand: desperate, pathetic, needy. I barely even recognized myself. Thank you for helping me realize that the best version of me is the one without you.

I believe you can tell so many things from how a person dances. I believe that you are a robot.

dearoldlove:

Now you want to love me? I’m in, but it’s going to get messy.

dearoldlove:

I did what I had to do. Please accept that.

You’re moving down the list of my Recent Text Messages, and it’s breaking
my heart.